On my travels today, I happened across this story from Turkey. A 2-week-old baby girl was rescued from the rubble.
Days after being born, this tiny little girl spent two days buried in an apartment building. But today, she is not only alive, but healthy.
I watched the footage, fascinated.
Bad things happen. Some days, I feel like bad things happen to me. And then horrible, terrible, awful things happen. Like the earthquake that has left hundreds dead and thousands injured. And I realize that I’m blessed and fortunate.
But good things happen too. Most days, good things happen to me. And then great, wonderful, amazing things happen. Like the rescue of this brand new life. And I realize that miracles are possible.
Perspective. I have it.
October 26, 2011 at 2:07 am
I feel this same way. Exactly. Thank you.
October 26, 2011 at 7:58 am
I feel the same way too. You are right it’s all on how you look at things. Many times something will happen and remind me that it really is not all that bad and that I have so much to be thankful for. It helps me to change my way of thinking so that I might come from a place of gratitude. Life is so much more enjoyable when coming from such a place. Thank you for this and for the reminder.
October 27, 2011 at 8:17 pm
new innocent life has a way of leveling everything, doesn’t it?